Head to the dining hall

The dining hall is bustling this evening, with a low din of conversation. You find yourself chatting with Ingrid and Dorothea in the buffet line as the three of you load up plates with pheasant roast and autumn vegetables. Ingrid was originally in the Blue Lions house, but transferred over to the Black Eagles shortly after you were hired by Rhea.

As you all sit together and eat, the conversation moves to Dorothea explaining the opera she's working to stage in the cathedral next month.

"I-uh. I've never seen an opera. Though you make them sound so interesting." Ingrid says to Dorothea.

"Oh. I would absolutely love to be your first Ingrid." Dorothea puts her hand on Ingrid's arm and you notice the blonde woman blush for a moment. "I'm also trying to make it a formal event, get everyone dressed up fancy y'know?"

The conversation moves along, with Dorothea offering to help Ingrid find something fancy to wear. The young woman's blush deepens when the opera star starts explaining the various components of fancy lingerie.

Ingrid frantically waves for the servants to clear your dishes, which they quickly replace with small bowls of Saghert and Cream.

"Mmmm!" Dorothea dips a finger into her dessert bowl and seductively licks it off her fingertip. "I do so love a belly full of warm cream." She says, giving you a meaningful look.

If Ingrid notices the single-entendre, she wisely keeps it to herself and instead focuses on her dessert. The three of you move to less awkward small talk as you polish off the warm desserts and Ingrid excuses herself to the library for some evening studying.

"Well," Dorothea gives you a look. "Would you care to join me for an evening walk professor?"

You agree and clear your plates before following your beautiful student out of the hall into the crisp autumn air.

"So professor, anywhere in particular you want to visit tonight?" She says, stepping close enough that you can smell her subtle perfume.

"How about a walk along the ramparts by the goddess' tower?" You offer.

"Sounds wonderful, and very romantic." She beams up at you with her striking green eyes.

The night sky is clear, though you can see tendrils of mist threading their way through the valley below. Dorothea clings to your arm.

"Professor, Byleth. There was something I wanted to talk to you about. And I want you to let me finish before you answer." She looks nervous, but committed.

You nod solemnly.

The young mage takes a deep breath and snuggles up to you. "You know I love you, I've never really hidden that. Of course we started with just sex. Really, really great sex." She emphasizes. "I- when I first told you... I panicked a bit. I was worried about losing you if I was fully honest and I didn't have the right words at the time. I've sung so many Operas with storybook romances, and, well, even with all that I couldn't find the words. Classic opera doesn't really cover falling in love with your fuck buddies." She laughs a little bit, and then gulps before continuing.

"I told you that we should keep things strictly sex because of that fear. And don't worry, I'm not asking you to suddenly be monogamous. I actually love knowing you're fucking so many other women around the monastery. I've even got my eye on a few of them myself" she lets out another musical laugh. "But, I finally have the words I need.

She pulls away and turns to face you. "I love you professor. I want to spend my life with you. I want to be there for you when you need me, as you have been there for me. I also want to help you perform your sacred duties." Her eyes glint. "And know that I will also love any other women who love you. I don't know if that would make me your concubine, one of your girlfriends, or what. You know I don't care about a title as long as I know that you'll still want me when we're old."

She stands there, beautiful and **** in the moonlight.

You step forward and wrap your arms around her. You see tears sparkling in the corners of her eyes. "Does this mean?" She whispers quietly in your arms.

"I love you." You say, and squeeze her tightly. She starts to cry, streaking her makeup.

"You have no idea how happy you're made me." She reaches up to kiss you, her lips salty. "Can I stay with you tonight? I want you all to myself, just this once, so I can show you exactly how thankful I am. Then I can help find you more sexy young women to have your wicked way with."

You nod, running your fingers through the hair of your... Concubine? The term would fit given the harem of women happy to fuck you. No need to get technical for now though, you had your beloved in your arms and that was what mattered.

Snuggling her head into your chest, Dorothea's teasing manner returns. "Care to head back to your bedroom professor? You've got a very appreciative student who desperately needs to suck your cock."